empress and princess

On a desolate moonlit night, Chu Huaimin half-kneeled on the ground, his expression was still calm, but his eyes were a little moist, and he reached out to close Chen Hao's eyes which were still open.

One life for another, and finally avenged 7 people, committed suicide by taking poison, thinking he should die happily.

It's just that there is one less person in this world who treats Qiwu sincerely.

Chu Huaimin lowered his eyes, staring at the shadow under the candlelight, suddenly felt his whole body was cold, and the tips of his retracted fingers trembled slightly.

"You planned tonight?" She asked after a long time.

"That's right." That shadow nodded, "I may not know how to use a knife to kill people."

"Borrowing a knife to kill someone." Chu Huaimin muttered these four words, and slowly stood up, "Then do you know who you killed?"

"know."

Shadow Song Rong had been planning for days, waiting for this moment, so she confessed without hiding the truth.

Three days ago, Chen Hao went out of his way to find Song Rong to make a deal. The reason was those two rivals. He knew that the eldest princess would not be cruel to the king of Qin, but he also knew that once the state of Chu perished, the eldest princess would be The princess is likely to fall into the hands of King Qin.

Chen Hao will never allow this to happen again.

Chen Hao had had enough of those days in Qin, he didn't want to see the eldest princess suffer humiliation again, so he wanted Qin Jihuang to die.

On the day when King Qin's army entered Chu, Chen Hao made up his mind to die regardless of whether the deal would go through in the end.

"But in fact, I only want Qin Jiufeng's life, and she deserves to die! It's a pity that Prime Minister Li saved her life."

Speaking of which, Song Rong lowered his head and looked at another small puddle of dark brown congealed blood on the ground. It should be the blood that King Qin spit out when he learned that Prime Minister Li was poisoned and died.

Just now she saw in the dark that Qin Jihuang was standing upright, only spurting blood, and did not fall down.

After hearing her plan, Chu Huaimin on the other side was silent for a moment, and looked at Song Rong: "I really don't understand, what exactly are you planning?"

"I don't care about the world, I only want a person who will never be obtained." Fang Songrong smiled, and the gentle smile was clearly more desolate than the moonlit night: "I want to make the living more painful than death, forever Living in a life that is worse than death! I also want to do this."

Chu Huaimin stood there, as if he had lost his soul, "So you used this method?"

In such an irrevocable way.

Of course she knew that Song Rong used Zhou Qiansheng to plot against him, and she also knew that the one hundred thousand snowflake silver was just to buy Qin Jiufeng's life, but she never expected that Chen Hao would secretly participate in this matter.

Borrowing a knife to kill, Song Rong borrowed Chen Hao's knife to kill Qin's uncle and nephew.

The killing of Qin's nephew or Li Shizhou was within Chu Huaimin's expectation, but Chen Hao's appearance was out of her plan.

"How about it, isn't the scene tonight a good one? It can fulfill General Chen's wish and avenge you. Good things come in pairs." The suspicion is on my head. I have written all the scripts for you. Listen, the princess of the subjugated Chu State, because of love and hatred, she changed in the face of danger. Tonight, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the King Qin, she sent her men to assassinate her secretly, and then fled the Kingdom of Chu. I hate you so much. How about it? Just waiting for you to sing."

Song Rong had already approached Chu Huaimin the moment the sound fell, and suddenly reached out to grab her wrist.

Chu Huaimin dodged sideways, took two steps back, and said coldly, "I'll leave it to you to sing by yourself, I won't leave Chu."

"Stay here waiting to die? You can't wash away your suspicions, because Chen Hao is yours, and you can't quibble about this." The conversation between the two has become rigid, and Song Rong's eyes are full of hostility.

Chu Huaimin frowned, and his palms gradually exerted force.

"Don't be stupid, come with me! As long as you are not in Chu State, your crime will be confirmed."

While speaking, Song Rong became ruthless and was about to fight, but before the fight started, someone appeared.

"Young Master Song, my lord has something to say, King Qin will bring someone here immediately! Go, it will be too late if you don't go." The attendant hurried over, followed by several of Song Rong's guards.

One of the guards stepped forward and immediately handed the package to Song Rong, "My lord, I got it."

The moment the package was opened wide, Chu Huaimin's face changed in shock. It was not a bag of clothes, but a small face was revealed, smiling and waving at her, it turned out to be a baby in swaddling clothes.

This baby is not someone else's, it is Chu Huailang's posthumous son.

Song Rong hugged her and coaxed her softly, Xiaoerren then giggled, not knowing the danger at all; then Song Rong motioned to Chu Huaimin again, she pinched the child's neck, obviously using the child to blackmail Chu Huaimin .

Needless to say the next sentence, Chu Huaimin had no choice but to be controlled by others.

"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. The deal Chen Hao made with me was to take you away from Qin Jihuang. He said that you can go anywhere in the world, and in short, don't come back."

Before leaving Chu Palace, Song Rong said these words again, still smiling so warmly.

The play score started to be sung tonight, the prime minister of Qin died, and all the evidence of the murderer pointed to Chu Huaimin.

That night, Prince Qin Jiu went berserk, even killing dozens of people in the palace but still couldn't relieve his hatred; she had already become a bloodthirsty madman after countless fights on the battlefield. .

And Qin Jihuang was always by her little uncle's side, the uncle and nephew sat in a pool of blood together, and sat together in the palace of Chu for a night.

A month later, Li Shizhou's coffin was finally on the road, and at the same time when it was transported back to Qin, the uncle and nephew led the army to make an overnight northern expedition; they continued to complete Li's unfinished business of seeking the world.

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In October, the cold dew first appeared.

King Qin's capital is Xianyang. This morning, many people spontaneously came from inside and outside the city, all dressed in linen and filial piety, to welcome Prime Minister Li back home.

Li Shizhou, a well-known figure in the world.

During the years of being prime minister, she has made great achievements, especially how many people she has supported through her policy of benefiting the people. Just taking the two items of "Great Qin Reform" and "Burden Reduction Order" that are being vigorously promoted now, Prime Minister Li has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

When the wind blows, the people weep, and the heaven and the earth are immersed in mourning.

A [-]-foot man hugged the jade coffin tightly, and just lay down on the coffin and cried: "Why? I ask you why! My sister's surname is Li and she has never married. Why should she be buried in the tomb of King Qin Jiufeng! I won't allow it!" Those who should enter the grave of my ancestors of the Li family, my elder sister should enter the grave of the ancestors of the Li family." The majestic Li Shiqin, General Li, was very stubborn and refused to let go.

On the side, Ah Yanhong focused her eyes and persuaded in a low voice: "General Li, this is the order of the prince, and the king promised it. If Prime Minister Li Jiuquan knows it, he will agree."

Li Shiqin shook his head violently, tears streaming down his face, "No, I don't agree! Why... I never agree." He turned his head, stared at Ah Yan and gritted his teeth, "Tell me, in what capacity will my elder sister be buried? What do people think of my sister!"

Ah Yan looked him straight in the eyes, and said softly: "The general knows that they are sworn sisters, and there is nothing wrong with burying them together in the same mausoleum."

Even so, Li Shiqin still refused to let go, and still held the jade coffin to death.

Ah Yan had no choice but to wait for General Li to regain his composure.

Not long after, a woman in brocade clothes came to the city, and General Li had to obey the rules no matter how sad he was.

Empress Dowager Wei came and avoided everyone's salutation, she began to caress the edge of the coffin with a light white finger, and walked slowly around the jade coffin three times.

There is nothing to do, no plan, no plan, this is really helpless, every step is painful.

Footsteps were stained with blood.

The wind picked up at this time, and the white paper money was flying everywhere, and a piece of money happened to land on her shoulder.

Wei Si paused, picked up the coin with two fingers, stared at it for a long time, and finally put it on the head of Li Shizhou's coffin, still speechless.Today the sun was still bright, but when it shone down, it made her pale face even more haggard, with blue marks under her eyes.

"The dead are the greatest. Just as the Ninth Prince said, the epitaph will not be written for the time being, and the prime minister will be buried in the prince's Wuling."

At noon, the people were still sobbing, and finally she spoke, and the matter was settled in one sentence.

Li Shiqin wiped away his tears, straightened his back and knelt down in front of Wei Si: "Queen Mother, the last general invites you to fight against the Song Kingdom!"

Wei Si didn't answer, turned around to look at Ah Yan, and asked softly, "Have the prince and the king arrived in Yan Kingdom?"

General Li is Qin Mingyue's uncle, and he still listened to the Queen Mother, Ah Yan was a little doubtful, and suddenly heard Wei Si's question in a daze, and hurriedly clapped his hands and said, "Yes, General Gongsun is brave, and has already broken through ten cities in the Yan Kingdom. "

"Then, who suppressed Chu State?"

"Back to the Queen Mother, it is General Han Wenxiu Han."

"Is there Chu Huaimin's whereabouts?"

"This..." Ah Yan hesitated for a while, "I heard that it is in Song Kingdom."

Wei Si hummed, and gently stroked the jade coffin, "General Li obeys the order and leads 20 troops to attack Song Dynasty with all his strength."

The game, if you overplay it, you should stop at the end.

Before dawn in the early morning, Qin Jiufeng had nightmares again and again, suddenly yelled, and opened his eyes in cold sweat.

She hasn't had a good night's sleep for three consecutive months, and her nerves are so fragile that she is often frightened by nightmares in the middle of the night. Ji Huang, who was sleeping next to her, was also awakened at this moment, and hurriedly helped her wipe her sweat, "Don't be afraid, little emperor, You're having nightmares again."

Qin Jiufeng rubbed his forehead, pulled Jihuang into his arms, and sighed: "I'm fine, I just keep dreaming about some bad scenes."

"What scene is so scary?" Qin Tangjing put one hand on Little Huangshu's waist, and patted her chest with the other.

"Forget it, I won't talk about it, I'm afraid I'll scare you." Uncle Xiao Huang smiled, and raised his finger to scratch the tip of Jihuang's nose, "It's you, you must be exhausted after traveling thousands of miles."

Qin Tangjing hugged her deeply, with his face close to his heart, buried in the warmth of the little emperor's uncle, and said, "I'm not tired."

"Come on, I know what you've eaten because of what your fart smells like." Qin Jiufeng joked, a very uncomfortable joke, neither of them laughed as usual.

Suddenly, the uncle and nephew fell silent.

The bright moon outside the window is still as usual, slanting into the room, it is as cool as water.

After a long silence, the two of them lay together and still did not feel sleepy.

"Jihuang." Qin Jiufeng's low voice sounded from the outside of the bed, "I don't believe that Chu Huaimin is going to kill you. The person she really wants to kill should be me. Li Shizhou is out of luck. It's just my back."

Qin Tangjing closed his eyes, his memory echoed that night when the Chu Palace was washed bloodily, "Uncle Huang, this is not important anymore."

"I didn't speak up for Chu Huaimin, she should hate me, I understand." Of course it is impossible to end well after killing so many Chu people, Qin Jiufeng sees this very clearly.

But Qin Tangjing insisted on himself, and decided to reply: "Little Huangshu is not wrong, and I am not wrong either."

Qin Jiufeng smiled wryly, feeling the stiffness of Ji Huang's body, so face to face, coaxing Ji Huang softly like he did when he was a child: "I'll make something delicious tomorrow, go to sleep, I'll be with you."

Qin Tangjing then opened his eyes, and asked innocently like when he was a child: "Will Uncle Huang be with me forever?"

"Of course, I'm your little uncle." The little uncle stroked her hair, "Silly girl, go to sleep."

After coaxing Jihuang to sleep, Qin Jiufeng carefully got up from the bed, took the jug on the table and went out.

The moonlight outside the door was still bright, and it was quiet, with occasional chirping of chilling cicadas.

Qin Jiufeng sat down at the bottom of the steps, took out the brocade pouch on his sleeve, looked at the peonies embroidered on it, and finally opened it.

With clever tricks in his pocket, tricks to control the enemy, and gradually closing in on the mountains and rivers, the reputation of that great counselor Li is not an exaggeration.

Apart from a few tricks, there is actually a letter inside.

It was as if Li Shizhou had calculated that he would die, so he actually wrote his last words in advance and left them to Qin Jiufeng together with a clever plan.

As for what was written, Qin Jiufeng read it back and forth no less than ten times, and every time he read it, he had a new experience.

At first she was very shocked, angry and resentful, but after a long time she became numb and began to understand Li Shizhou.

But, she will never forgive——

"Wei Si!"

After saying these two words, Qin Jiufeng raised his head and poured wine down his throat, accompanied by Ye Feng's heart ashes.